Supernatural: I have a small world

But after all, he put his hand in his hand and held it with Sun Cheng.

A faint blush suddenly appeared on the cheeks.

Sun Cheng used the Cloud Zong Technique, his body turned into a bird, and flew towards a place in the city.

He split out a strand to wrap around the jade remnant flower, preventing her body from falling down.

About ten minutes later, the two stopped and walked, and they had crossed seven or eight miles, and came to a house in Guizhou Mansion.

"Why didn't you bring out the lynx?"

Sun Cheng put down the remaining jade flowers and asked curiously.

Yu Canhua frowned and looked at him: "Are you sure that Li San is sincerely seeking refuge?"

"I see!"

Sun Cheng nodded, but didn't explain much. He actually kept two iron puppets in the mansion.

In terms of suspicious personality, he is not much better than Yu Canhua.

Just as he was about to jump into the courtyard, Yu Canhua had already walked over before him.

"Leave it to me here. I've been buying female slaves recently. I'm holding back a lot..."

That being said, it has a lot of flavor.

Sun Cheng didn't seem to hear it, he just nodded, and leaped into the air with the Yun Zong Technique.

He is condescending and can overlook the entire house.

Even if Yu Canhua is in trouble, Sun Cheng can solve it.

Yu Canhua was really angry in her heart, and soon after jumping into the courtyard, she started killing.

It has been more than half a year since she was subdued by Sun Cheng.

In the past half a year, Yu Canhua has successively obtained more than a dozen Xisui Pills from Sun Cheng, and even took four Pills of Establishing Foundation.

With these elixirs, her physical fitness and cultivation level improved very quickly.

In the state of not inviting God, the current Zhu Qi is no match for Yu Canhua.

"what……"

"There are assassins..."

A sound of screams, soon followed by the killing of Yu Canhua, rang out in this courtyard.

Sun Cheng calmly suppressed her, as long as her life was not in danger, even if she was slightly injured, he would not intervene...

Yu Canhua's killing speed was much faster than he expected.

Just when Sun Cheng thought that what happened tonight would end.

Suddenly, a blue light lit up in the courtyard.

With a serious look on Sun Cheng's face, he instantly lifted the Yun Zong technique and landed from mid-air.

"Girl, you've done enough killing tonight!"

A gentle voice sounded in the backyard.

As soon as Sun Chengcai landed, he saw a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest, holding a wooden sword with a strange shape.

With a wave of his hand, a blue psychic energy slashed out, forcing Yu Canhua to return to defend.

"Qui Dao?!"

Sun Cheng recognized the psychic power and was very surprised.

But after thinking about it, a look of understanding appeared on his face.

"I see. It seems that my previous guess was correct. He Shen really has an extraordinary relationship with Kuidao's lineage. There is even a high probability that Yandi's arrow and Jingwei's beak are originally from Kuidao's lineage." vein thing."

The middle-aged man who was suspected to be the heir of Kui Dao had actually sensed Sun Cheng's existence long ago.

Seeing Sun Cheng fall down, his face also became serious.

The middle-aged man looked at himself, and Sun Cheng smiled and nodded at him: "Thank you, fellow daoist, for your generosity!"

He naturally saw that the heir of Kui Dao had never killed Yu Canhua from the beginning to the end.

Otherwise, even if Sun Cheng can save her in time, there is a high probability that Yu Canhua will suffer some injuries.

The middle-aged man didn't pay attention to his 2.9 kindness, instead he frowned and looked at Sun Cheng after he spoke.

Suddenly, he began to chant some spell softly in his mouth.

In an instant, Sun Cheng felt that on the index finger, the hidden Jingwei's beak actually ignored himself as the master and appeared automatically.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the middle-aged man again.

The middle-aged man's expression was even uglier than his. "It seems that He Shen didn't lie to me. The Jingwei's Beak is in your hands now. Then the Yan Emperor's Arrow should also be in your possession."

"Fellow Daoist, I know you are also a practitioner. But Jingwei's beak and Yandi's arrow are the treasures of my Kuidao lineage."

"Now, please return it to its original owner!"

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Chapter 181 God Tu (for subscription)

"Ha ha!"

Sun Cheng chuckled lightly, no anger was seen on his face, but his voice cooled down.

"You said it's yours, is it yours?"

The middle-aged Taoist didn't say much, and started casting spells directly.

As he chanted the mantra, the beak of Jingwei worn on Sun Cheng's index finger began to tremble violently.

Even his quasi-master, who had already been initially refined, was still a little bit out of control.

Sun Cheng's face sank, and murderous intent suddenly burst out.

These heirs of Kui Dao, Jingwei's Beak and Yandi's Arrow, were snatched away by He Shen for at least a hundred years.

After they came to the door, even Shen Tu, the descendant of Kuidao of that generation, was imprisoned by He Shen.

After hundreds of years, I have never seen this group of people dare to fight for the beak of Jingwei and the arrow of Emperor Yan.

Now that Jingwei's Beak and Yandi's Arrow are in Sun Cheng's hands, these guys seem to want to snatch them from him after hearing the news from He Shen.

"Isn't this bullying the weak and fearing the hard?"

Sun Cheng was annoyed in his heart, and all the good feelings he had had were gone in an instant.

"I snatched the things from Heshen with my ability. If I have the ability, I will snatch them back."

With a cold snort, Sun Cheng's body was filled with red light.

11 He jumped up suddenly, changed his figure in the air, turned his palms into claws, and grabbed the middle-aged Taoist like a tiger descending a mountain.

The middle-aged Taoist flickered, and the moment he dodged, Sun Cheng fell to the ground.

"Oh!"

As if a ten-thousand-jin boulder fell on the ground, his pair of tiger claws directly scratched through the bluestone slab on the ground, leaving two potholes more than one meter deep on the ground.

The middle-aged Taoist's complexion changed slightly, but he also gave a cold voice. He swung a suspected strange wooden sword in his hand, and streaks of blue spiritual energy turned into blades and sword lights, and kept attacking Sun Cheng.

Sun Cheng saw that Yu Canhua wanted to sneak up on him from behind, and stopped him by yelling: "Get out, he is not something you can deal with."

Yu Canhua hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, then put away the dagger in his hand fiercely, and leaped a dozen meters away.

The blades and sword lights transformed by blue psionic energy had already wrapped Sun Cheng up.

Unfortunately, he simply ignored these methods.

Sun Cheng himself had tested the strength of his body-protecting qi.

Sure enough, the blue blade and sword light.

They flew towards him, but they were all blocked by Sun Cheng's body-protecting qi, and disappeared quickly like ice cubes hitting a wall of fire.

Sun Cheng tested that the middle-aged Taoist also has martial arts, and it's not bad.

Compared with the XingXiu old devil he met not long ago, he was also faintly higher by a line.

With this in mind, Sun Cheng also became serious.

The figure flickered, and the next moment, the middle-aged Taoist was shocked.

A fist mixed with whistling fist wind struck violently from behind.

"So fast!"

It was too late for him to dodge, so he could only use spiritual energy to create a light shield behind his back.

But the psychic mask obviously failed to protect himself well, and was directly smashed by Sun Cheng's punch.

A domineering punch hit the middle-aged Taoist's back, and the berserk force directly sent him flying, smashed through the wall of the room, and landed in the aisle behind the room.

Sun Cheng already had murderous intentions, rushed forward and punched an iron fist in anger, and wanted to blast the middle-aged Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist just took a punch from him just now, and he felt like his spine was broken.

Seeing Sun Cheng coming to kill again now, he knew that he had met a ruthless character.

Biting the tip of his tongue suddenly, using the tingling pain to cheer himself up a little.

The wooden sword in his hand was thrown violently, and he pinched his fingers to cast spells.

Suddenly, a blue spiritual energy shot out from the wooden sword, and then there were dark clouds rolling in the sky, and the sound of thunder began to appear.

Sun Cheng felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, knowing that this middle-aged Taoist was going to make a ruthless move.

But his movements were still fast, and in the blink of an eye, he had already arrived at the middle-aged Taoist, punching a red-glowing iron fist towards him with the power to break everything.

"Oh!"

The middle-aged Taoist was the first to be punched in the face, and was immediately bruised, and bloodstains appeared on the left eye socket.

"Oh!"

Another punch hit his jaw, and Sun Cheng punched out with full strength, intending to kill him.

"boom!"

In the sky, the thunder became more and more intense.

Soon amidst the roaring thunder, bolts of lightning descended from the sky, quickly pulled by the Jingzhe sword thrown into the air by the middle-aged Taoist, and began to strike down towards Sun Cheng.

"Crack!"

A bolt of lightning hit Sun Cheng, who was about to kill the middle-aged Taoist. The protective qi surrounding his body, under the lightning, only resisted a single stroke and then dimmed.

So when the second thunderbolt fell, he immediately felt numb all over, and his body began to lose strength.

Then, the third, fourth, and more thunderbolts were approved continuously.

The middle-aged Taoist struggled to stand up from a few meters away, looking at Sun Cheng who was constantly being bombarded by the thunder and lightning, his face was livid, but there was a bit of fear in his eyes.

For a moment just now, he really thought he would be beaten to death.

"Master is right. Not a single word of that old man He Shen's words is credible."

"This Sun Cheng is really not simple. No wonder he was able to snatch the Jingwei's beak and Yandi's arrow from him at such a young age..."

"With all his kung fu, I'm afraid he is a cultivator in the transformation stage. If he doesn't make enough preparations, he will suffer a big loss!"

Aside from the fear in his heart, the middle-aged Taoist also looked at the dark clouds in the sky that were gradually disappearing.

The wooden sword he used was no ordinary wooden sword.

Its name is Jingzhe, and it is a divine weapon inherited from Kuidao lineage.

Although the Jingzhe Sword is a wooden sword, the wood used for the sword body is peach wood that is more than a thousand years old and bred with wood essence.